After briefly explaining the situation to Ao Chen, Fang Zheng walked towards the priest who was still discussing enthusiastically with a group of priests.
He asked loudly, "Father, how do you feel on this journey?"
As they travelled by carriage, they could naturally see all the scenery along the way.
The flat roads and the beautifully built Taoyuan New City provide a panoramic view of nature.
Father Soljie said happily: "Now I can believe what Lord Fang said. This is indeed a good place."
He was still feeling uneasy when he came here, but what he saw along the way was enough to prove that Fang Zhengyi was not lying.
Such roads and such environment simply do not exist among the people of Feika.
And those small buildings with extremely unique decorations outside the city are even more impossible to exist.
In Feka, only the homes of the rich can rival this kind of building.
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly, extended his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said, "Then follow me into the city to take a look, but remember to control your men and don't run around. The people of Taoyuan County have never seen outsiders like you, so as to avoid any accidents."
Father Soljie nodded, then shouted a lot to the missionaries behind him, and turned back again and said, "Master Fang, don't worry, they are all devout believers and will definitely not disrupt the rules here."
"Okay, let's go."
A large number of foreigners lined up and entered the city under the watchful eyes of the defenders.
After entering the city, Father Solger suddenly felt enlightened.
This broad and clean road has another style. The streets are crowded with people and full of the atmosphere of life.
The missionaries behind him couldn't help but let out a slight cry, and then began to whisper again.
However, the size of the crowd soon attracted the attention of the people of Taoyuan County. Some people began to move together tacitly, forming a human wall.
Apparently, these foreigners with high noses and deep eyes frightened quite a few people, and time and space under the city gate seemed to freeze for a moment.
The crowd looked at Father Solger and the others with caution.
The people in the missionary group also became nervous and stopped discussing. The two sides began to stare at each other.
Fang Zhengyi stepped out from the crowd and stood beside Father Soljie, and the expressions of the Taoyuan people opposite him immediately relaxed.
Since the master is there, there shouldn't be any big problem. Maybe he is his guest.
When Fang Zheng saw everyone's suspicious gazes focused on him, he raised his hands and said, "Don't panic, everyone. I am bringing foreigners to visit Taoyuan County. You all should do your own things! If you have nothing to do, just go away and don't look around!"
Due to their strong trust in Fang Zhengyi, the crowd gradually dispersed, and some people began to walk to the corners and observe secretly.
Fang Zheng turned around and smiled: "You are new here, so you may feel a little uncomfortable. This will definitely not happen again when you move around more often."
Father Solger nodded: "Thank you, sir. I can understand that."
After all, it is different from in Feka. Not to mention the culture, the difference in appearance alone is too big.
Putting themselves in their shoes, if such a large group of Orientals suddenly came to Feka, they would also be wary.
Fang Zhengyi led the crowd to continue walking inside.
The people watching were acting as usual, but when they saw Fang Zheng taking the lead, they did not react too strongly.
The missionaries will just wait and see.
Although they had already entered Dajing, they only took a quick look from Jiangling Port to the capital city, and soon they were taken to a remote small house.
Now that I have entered the 'big city', I have finally seen a glimpse of the magnificent scenery.
The buildings have unique styles, the environment is clean and tidy, and the scene is full of vitality.
All of these made Father Soljie tremble in his heart.
Good! This must be a great city! He had been to three countries to preach, and none of those places were not poor and backward.
During the rainy season, mud fills the sky, garbage is dumped randomly on the streets, and the air is always filled with a disgusting smell.
What about the common people? Perhaps there was no common people at all, just village women, peasants and serfs, always looking dirty, with stains on their clothes, full of parasites, and with unconcealable fatigue in their eyes.
It's completely different here!
Not to mention the streets, you can see that ordinary people are dressed quite cleanly!
Not only was there no disgusting smell in the air, but there was even a faint fragrance because of the street stalls.
He had never smelled such a fragrance before.
Could it be the smell of the food those people cooked?
But he has never eaten good food in all this time in Dajing. Everything was cooked in plain water without much oil, so he feels nauseous when he smells the food now.
Many times he had deeply suspected that the people of Dajing's pursuit of food might be no different from that of serfs.
But this taste seems a little special...
Father Soljie's eyes turned to the street stalls, where buns were being steamed and soup was being boiled, with steam rising slowly.
He couldn't help swallowing.
"Master Fang, what is that?"
Fang Zheng turned his head and took a look: "Oh, that's a steamed bun, haven't you eaten it before?"
The priest shook his head and said, "No, we have never eaten it before. All we had in our residence were various cooked dishes and a kind of pastry called steamed buns. We didn't even have bread."
Seeing that many missionaries were focusing their attention on the various stalls, Fang Zheng said, "Well, you must be hungry after such a long journey. I'll take you to eat first, and then we can take a look around slowly after you're full."
Father Soljie licked his lips and said awkwardly: "Master Fang, we don't have any money yet."
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